Two hours and counting but you still cannot get enough of the DJ. You wish you could affectionately grab her bum, give her a peck and hold her tight to your chest. Never letting her go. But you are freaking straight. At least that is one thing about your life that you are sure of.… Continue reading You Should not Be Here (Another Dance)
11 A.M and I am still halfway with my washing, one thing I take centuries to do and ages while doing. Today, like most comrades I will not be giving my clothing to the laundry lady. I will do the washing by myself, just as I have always done given the plenty of free time… Continue reading Special; Give me a Break!!!
She chooses prostitute A name Over destitute A state Vile!!! She is a rebel Headed for Babel She knows him The eyes that want in Every man To her Is a gun Corked. Photo: Source
Bribes for bride Best? Killed dreams Equity cries Freedom wails Leaders reign, Discriminately Wanjiku wants rain My country just bleeds. Photo: Courtesy
John digs Dice rolls Doors close Sleeve rolls Hands drop Windows shut I see doom No escape Eyes close Baba I’m home. Photo: Courtesy
#NEWPOST Out of sight; out of mind. They say the first thing people tend to forget whenever frequent contact is lost in a long time is the voice. There is so much in speech…and a lot more in the voice. The croaky, the squeaky, the deep, the adenoidal, the raucous, the brittle, the dead-these you… Continue reading Baba’s Walk in the Dark
Sunday morning. The sun is up moving across the sky, covering the stretch of the horizon. It has covered quite a portion and I just realize how early it had woken up…early and determined. I fix something for breakfast. While at it I stretch my arm towards the drawer for the book just on… Continue reading Wíkú